My life in the Aspergers lane. Chaz, my 10 year old was diagnosed with Aspergers when he was 5 years old. It explained a lot but I have so much more to learn to help my son. Seeking answers and documenting my journey here. Be the sunshine for your child when they come home with dark clouds hanging over them. Be the rainbow that brings hope by speaking up for them.
"Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning." Psalm 30:5
*Encouragement is the best medicine to give someone. If I were to pick any gift to have in helping others, that would be the one*
My husband and I had been talking lately about giving Chaz his own room. Yesterday I said "Let's do it" and we got busy clearing the room out to move Chaz's stuff in. Chaz was extremely excited. A couple of things I'm pretty sure about. First off, that room is gonna STAY clean. I know Chaz. When he moved his stuff in he was busy for a long time lining everything up in straight lines. His chess board was perfect. His collection of Heroclix was lined up and so was his medieval figurines. He made sure everything was PERFECT. One time his little brother come in and messed up something and Chaz was in tears. He was so upset. Chaz is 10 and my oldest. I think he's endured having his younger siblings messing with his stuff long enough. He does just need to be able to go in his room and have quiet time. In a house of eight it can be difficult to find a room with just quiet. Athough I'm happy for Chaz, my heart was kind of sad seeing him broken away from his brothers. I've always kept them together and every time I checked on Chaz last night, it made me sad to see him in is room alone. :( He's not sad. Just mommy.